WITH Shakespeare's manhood at a boy's wild heart,-- Through Hamlet's doubt to Shakespeare near allied, And kin to Milton through his Satan's pride,-- At Death's sole door he stooped, and craved a dart; And to the dear new bower of England's art,-- Even to that shrine Time else had deified, The unuttered heart that soared against his side,-- Drove the fell point, and smote life's seals apart. Thy nested home-loves, noble Chatterton; The angel-trodden stair thy soul could trace Up Redcliffe's spire; and in the world's armed space Thy gallant sword-play:--these to many an one Are sweet for ever; as thy grave unknown And love-dream of thine unrecorded face. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OLD FOLKS AT HOME by STEPHEN COLLINS FOSTER TO LIZBIE BROWNE by THOMAS HARDY VISIONS OF THE WORLDS VANITIE by EDMUND SPENSER FANTAISIES DECORATIVES: 2. LES BALLOONS by OSCAR WILDE SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 23 by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) THE COMPLAINT by JOSEPH BEAUMONT PSALM 54 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |